#this being one of the goofs and/or gafs

[olm-the-cavewizard]

Tobi is just a goofy little guy, a goofy goober, a scrungly skrimblo, a deebo dowebo do, just a silly little dude

[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

Hiii, loved to see that you a writing for arcane again. Tbh I just loved Isha and Jinx, so could could you make headcanons for how Jinx, Vi and Cait would be like taking care of or rising a kid with a girlfriend or s/o?

Sure I can! I don’t want he post to be huge though so I’ll break it up into three separate ones! Enjoy!

Family Bound

Raising or looking after a kid was not easy by any means, but taking care of one with Jinx was even harder

Jinx does not know how to be a paternal figure, or an older sibling kind of figure

She has really bad experiences with the only ones she’s ever known, so how was she supposed to fix that with some kid she’s not even related to?

But, for your sake, I feel like jinx loves you enough to try

If the kid was your sibling, I feel like she would be more reserved and distant from the child

In some way you and your little sibling remind her of herself and Vi when they were young and it’s not a good thing

She’s only able to take care of the kid once she separated those two things and finally able to bond with the kid

It takes a lot of time and patience from you for Jinx to be able to bond with the kid

If y’all found the kiddo, I feel like it would be easier for her to take care of it more than it being your sibling

When she does come around, Jinx can be very protective of the kid

She’s more the parent that doesn’t discipline and lets the kid get away with stuff, which causes some behavioral issues and arguments between you two cause that’s not really a good thing

So she has to learn from you how to take care of the child

She teaches the kid lots of things like how to invent gadgets, to make sure they work, how to protect yourself, and lots of other things like that

On more positive notes:

You’re the main bridge between the two so when they’re left alone together, they have no clue what to do or how to bond

But you do find little bits and pieces of a genuine bond forming between the two

You see the little smile Jinx wears when she finds genuine joy in taking care of them

She wonders how anyone could abandon their child or harm them when the one she takes care of with you is so beautifully innocent and childlike

In a way the kid heals the inner child and the Powder still inside of Jinx

She takes care of them in the way she wished Silco or Vi was

And she understands them in a way not even you can, especially if they show signs that Powder and Jinx did when she was young

She likes goofing off with the kid, and she likes playing around with them

You’ve found them roughhousing and giggling more times than you could count

and you’ve found them testing out bombs, which only happens when it’s in a safe place and a safe distance away

Jinx would never intentionally harm your guys’ child

She loves them so much that sometimes it’s scary to see how attached she has become

She doesn’t know what she would do if anything happened to you or the kid

She doesn’t ever wanna scare them, which has only happpened once

Jinx was having a freak out after everything has happened, probably after Vi was found to be an enforcer or after their fight

She was going through it, yelling, breaking things and crying and screaming

She didn’t notice how scared your guys’ child was until they started crying

Jinx felt her heart break, and even if she was ashamed of doing it, she ran out

She didn’t know how to handle the gaf she scare them so much

She was gone for a while and when she came back she was visibly distant

It took a lot of patience and reassurance for her to come back around the kid without being hesitant about every move

But the kid loved her, and when she saw your child was more sad about the fact she was gone, it broke her heart and almost healed it at the same time

She doesn’t know what she would do if they feared her badly

She loves coloring with the little girl or boy, and she likes helping them figure out outfits

She likes running around the lanes with them, or going to the old hideout

The two also love messing with Sevika as the woman has now joined your little mini family

Jinx and the kid often pass out together, both on the ground or wherever and limbs tangled and snoring with drool on the corners of their lips

Which means you have to carry both to bed a lot of the time

Jinx loves. Showing he kid to invent, and how to fight and everything

She loves seeing the sparkle in the kids eye when she shows them fireworks and anything Jinx

She and the kid have a bond you don’t know how to describe

She also doesn’t try to keep the fact of who she is and the things she’s done a secret from the child

Sometimes she can be harsh, but it’s from a space of love even if the kid gets hurt feelings

She always makes up for it though

[jammerybammery]

Ok so I just watched the Star Trek: The Next Generation episode called Qpid and... guys I though we were joking around about Q and Picard. I thought it was a joke. a goof. a gaf. No one told me that shit was cannon?? NO ONE TOLD ME Q WAS CANONICALLY QUEER?? Like I'm not even being biased here, that shit isn't even sub-text, it's just text! I wasn't even a huge fan of Q/Picard, I thought they had enough chemistry and frankly superb divorce energy, but Q literally just told Picard that he was dtf to his face! and Picard was like low-key wayyy too okay with that entire episode to not reciprocate at least a little. I feel like I could do a line-by-line analysis of the episode pointing out every way this episode was ungodly levels of homoerotic.

[endcrman]

Allostasis

(Chapter 2)

As a general rule of thumb, Grian doesn’t do public servers for a multitude of reasons. This one hadn’t even made it onto the list.

TW for implied sexual assault, PTSD symptoms, Self-Neglect, and minor Disordered Eating

Read the whole fic here.

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Grian woke to more messages. Some from hermits, but he didn't bother looking at those too closely, too preoccupied with the hours-old notification in the universal chat.

samgladiator: griannnnnnn

samgladiator: i know you havent blocked me grian cmon

samgladiator: are you mad about the redstone thingy? i was just goofing and gaffing you know what im like lol

Grian laid his head back against his pillow, eyes closed as he tried to figure out how to respond. His eye hurt. He didn't want to get out of bed. He didn't want to build, he didn't want to fish, he didn't want to work on anything right now. He was tired.

His comm buzzed again.

GoodTimeWithScar: hey grain, how are you doing after yesterday?

Grian: bit tired, but just fine! thanks for checking in

He was tapping out a lie before he could even think about it, not wanting to worry Scar. He had enough to concern himself with even before Grian was involved, he didn't have to add any more stressors to his plate.

Scar said something else, but Grian had closed his messages already, opening Sam's again, staring at them. What was he even supposed to say to that? Call him out on his bullshit? Laugh along with his shitty excuse of a joke? A voice in the back of his head was telling Grian to block him, but that would just make Sam mad, he reasoned.

Grian: what do you want sam

He regretted the message the instant he sent it, flinching as he turned off his comm again. Why was he so stupid? Why couldn't he leave well enough alone?

Grian turned over on his side, pulling a pillow over his head with a groan as the communicator buzzed. If only he hadn't just woken up, then he could fall asleep again and ignore all of this for even longer. 

Of course, Grian had no such luck. Instead he laid there, staring at the blank wall in front of him.

His comm buzzed yet again and Grian let out a bitter laugh, he could almost imagine Sam staring in anticipation at his own comm, waiting for Grian to get back to him after all this time. It was kind of pathetic, if that was what he was doing. How lonely was he?

And yet, Grian was reaching over to read his messages anyways.

samgladiator: i'm sorry.

samgladiator: like for real. no jokes. i know we were really messed up as kids and ive been working on it i promise. i guess i saw you and it just felt like we were kids again. fucked up but still in it together. i didnt mean it

He was still trying to process the words when another message came through, automatically populating the chat.

samgladiator: you can keep ignoring me if you want, i get it :( but if youre ever willing, i wanna make it up to you. text me whenever

He was going to throw up. There were a few panicked moments as he dug through his chests, silently pleading to anyone listening that he actually had a bucket up in his base, not just lost in his chest monster down below. His wishes were answered luckily, however unneeded, as he curled over the metal bucket on the floor, retching and dry heaving. His stomach was already empty, bile burning his throat, but that wasn't enough to curb the ill piercing it's way through his entire being.

Grian wasn't sure how long he sat there, bucket in his lap as his body tried to evacuate his stomach's non-existent contents. He was trembling when he finally managed to stop gagging, the bucket empty aside from a couple stray tears that had made their way down his cheeks. He was so tired again.

Shakily, he set the bucket down on the ground, easily accessible just in case. The sound of metal meeting the wooden floor was so, so loud in his ears, echoing around his base, making him flinch. Grian took a deep breath, carefully getting up on two wobbly legs before rolling into bed again. He should eat. 

He didn't get up, falling asleep again.

-

I'm sorry. Sam might as well have written those words on the inside of Grian's eyelids, as often as he was stuck thinking about them. Sam didn't apologize, that was part of what made him so insufferable to begin with, always convinced that he was in the right. So what the hell was this?

Grian wasn't sure how long it had been since he received those last messages from Sam, not really bothering with the passage of time. He'd spent most of said time thinking, turning over what had happened and what Sam had said in his head, picking at pieces of food he had laying around the base, and making up excuses to not have to see any other hermits.

He knew he was in a sorry state, and he knew he had to pull himself together before anybody saw him. Unfortunately, the universe seemed to have other plans.

“Grian!” Joel's voice was loud, Grian almost didn't recognize it as his own name, directed towards him. He pulled a pillow over his head, squeezing his eyes shut. Maybe if he ignored him, he'd go away.

That was too much to hope for though. Why would Joel ever go away when he could cause problems instead?

“Grian! It's Sunday!” His voice was getting closer, and all Grian could think to do was hold the pillow even tighter over his head. “It's Sunday and you're not at the permit office! Get your butt out here! Or else I'll come in, and drag you out of your birdhouse by your scrawny little ankles, I swear to-'' Joel's voice peaked in both volume and proximity the same time it petered off into uncertainty. Then, it was quieter again. “Grian?”

Grian just groaned in response, holding the pillow even tighter over his head, maybe he could suffocate in it. Then he would respawn, Joel would laugh it off, call him some names for being stupid enough to do something like that, and everything would go back to normal instead of whatever else was about to happen, whatever lecture he was about to receive.

No such luck. Instead he felt a touch on his forearm, something he instinctively rolled away from which left him looking up at the other, wide eyes meeting even wider. He opened his mouth to say something, but couldn’t force anything to come out. He noticed too late to stop just how tightly he was clutching the pillow to his chest, he must look like a mess.

Joel slowly withdrew his hand, and judging by how his brows furrowed and ears flattened against the top of his head the mess part was definitely true. Without wasting another moment, Joel schooled his expression into something more neutral— as if his tail flicking back and forth didn’t give him away— and sat bodily onto the foot of Grian’s bed, bouncing on the mattress.

“You seem busy, the permit office can wait,” he said with a shrug, not looking directly at Grian. He sat cross-legged, pulling his tail into his lap to brush the fur into place, pulling out a leaf and dropping it on the floor without even checking if Grian would care. His wings itched at the reminder of what could be. “Impulse’s wall is starting to get some graffiti on it, have you had a chance to see? Gem’s got a real good tag up there, I think you’d like it.”

Grian was silent, pulling his legs up just a bit so they weren’t in Joel’s way and shifting onto his back to look up at the ceiling instead of the tanuki in front of him. He couldn’t tell if this was better or worse than if the other had just confronted him about what was going on.

“I’ve actually been thinking about what I want to put on it,” Joel continued after a moment, as if the other actually had responded. Grian’s muscles ached from the sudden movements after what felt like days of disuse, leading to him stretching his legs out again, around Joel this time, but he didn’t seem to mind. “I need to put something up over by my base, I couldn’t stand it if it didn’t match my build, even if it was undeniably fantastic.”

He just kept talking, filling the empty air with his voice. Grian wouldn’t admit it, but it was sort of soothing, having somebody else around instead of just jumping from thought to thought, getting lost in them and feeling worse and worse.

It did start feeling awkward after a little, having Joel sit while he laid in bed, so Grian forced himself to sit up even as his muscles protested, at least a little, leaning back against the headboard of his bed.

“Thought you might have fallen asleep or something,” Joel joked once Grian had settled, making him look away in embarrassment. “I wouldn’t have blamed you, you look blummin’ tired, huge bags under your eyes. Something bothering you?” He asked, as if the answer wasn’t obvious. Grian only shrugged, not trusting his voice after so long, thankfully Joel didn’t push for an answer beyond that, coming to the same conclusion. “Stupid question, sorry. New question, when’s the last time you got out of bed?”

Grian must have made a face at that, because Joel laughed before managing to catch himself, snapping his mouth shut, which pulled the quietest huff of laughter out of Grian in turn. Just that by itself made his throat hurt a bit.

“Don’t laugh at me, I’m trying to be a good friend here.” Joel’s tone was light, and his smile made it clear he considered the small noise a success. “Hey, bed boy, let’s get you up and clean, how’s that sound? You go shower, and I’ll make you some real food.”

He wanted to protest, but his throat felt all closed up, and his traitor of a stomach growled at the thought of something other than stale bread for the first time in forever. Instead he pouted, petulant, and held his hands out.

“Yes!” Joel pumped his fist, making Grian roll his eyes. This was so stupid. “Sorry, come on, let’s get you moving again.” He slid off the bed first, taking Grian’s hands and helping him stand up. He almost fell at first, leaning far too much of his weight onto Joel, his legs wanting to do nothing but lay down again. “Careful, can you stand by yourself?”

It took a couple hundred ticks for him to stop swaying, and a couple more for him to finally stand on his own, wings spread just a bit to help him keep balance. He took a deep breath, trying to think of anything but said wings.

“Good job, you’re doing great,” Joel murmured, and it didn’t sound mocking at all, but Grian couldn’t help himself from ruining everything good that happened to him.

“I’m not a child,” he croaked out, voice rough from disuse, it almost didn’t sound like him.

Joel must have thought the same, because he looked shocked, though he quickly gathered himself again. “I know you’re not,” he scolded gently, too kind, “but you look like you’ve been through hell and back, and I want to make this as easy for you as possible."

And now he felt bad, guilty, for ever considering anything different than that. “Sorry,” he managed, even quieter, but Joel shook his head.

“Go get cleaned up, alright? I’ll make some food for you.” He brushed Grian’s hair out of his eyes, brows furrowing again, and he only pulled away when Grian nodded, throat hurting too much to say anything else at the moment.

He didn’t think Joel was going to find anything to make in his base right now, having neglected to actually fill many of the chests, Grian was lucky to have had enough bread to last him as long as it had. Regardless, he made his way to the tiny shower he’d managed to cram into the base, cranking the water heat up as high as it could for now and carefully pulling his t-shirt he’d been wearing for void knows how long off over his wings. He crinkled his nose, imagining the smell he’d become blind to and immediately feeling grateful that Joel hadn’t said anything about it.

Grian kicked off his pants without much fanfare and immediately dove into the shower, melting under the hot water. Now that he was made aware of it, he could feel the layer of grime that was surely there covering his skin, burning water finally melting it away. He carefully sat on the floor of the shower, barely managing to fit in the small space, especially with his wings. He took a deep breath, resting his head on the wall behind him, and just soaked it up like a fish left out of the river for too long, he chuckled softly to himself at the comparison.

He must have dozed off or something, because he jolted awake at the sharp knock on the door, and Joel's voice coming from just outside of it. “You alright in there Grian? Food’s almost done!”

“Y-yeah!” He called back before even thinking about it, regretting it immediately, voice scratchy. His throat hurt, but he didn't have time to worry about that, fumbling for the shampoo among the other bottles in the shower with him.

He definitely spent too much time just sitting under the water, so he tried to properly clean himself up as quickly as possible, so Joel wouldn't be left waiting. It wasn't long before he was out again, towel around his waist, hair and feathers dripping as he peeked out the door into the rest of the base.

“Joel?” He tried not to speak too loudly, not wanting to irritate his throat more, but he needed the other's attention. It seemed the other wasn't wandering far though, with how quickly he reappeared. “Can you-” He coughed. “Can you bring me clean clothes?”

Joel brightened up the more he spoke, nodding quickly as his tail swished behind him. “Of course! Be right back!” And he was off again.

He was back just as quick, and Grian didn't have the energy to ask him how he managed to find everything so easily, and whether or not his closet was left in decent state. Instead he closed the bathroom door again, pulling on clean clothes and already feeling a bit better. The sweater topped that feeling off, covering him like a security blanket. He shook the water out of his hair and wings before padding out into the main room again, catching a whiff of something that smelled amazing.

“Hey,” Grian's gaze fell on Joel, who was setting up a place for him to sit. “Your hair's a mess still.”

He blushed, shrugging his shoulders. He sat down before Joel even suggested he did, feeling tired.

“I can brush it for you,” he offered, setting down a grilled salmon in front of Grian, whose mouth was watering already. “I've done it for Lizzie before, I promise not to pull.”

“Did you catch this?” Grian asked instead, forcing himself to slow down before he ate the whole thing immediately.

“Borrowed one of your poles, figured you wouldn't mind too much,” Joel explained, setting a steaming mug down in front of him too.

He hummed softly in response, forcing himself to slow down after a couple bites and taking a sip of the tea Joel had made him. Far too sweet.

“I added some extra honey,” either Joel was reading his mind, or he'd made a face without realizing. “Your throat sounded pretty rough, it'll be good for you.”

“Thanks,” he mumbled, truly meaning it, whether it sounded that way or not. Joel was pretty quiet while he finished eating, puttering around the small base, occupying himself. Eventually he finished, pushing the plate away for later, and he heard Joel coming up behind him.

“I found your brush, mind if I take care of your hair?”

Grian sighed, a little smile creeping onto his face. “I guess, you promised not to pull though,” he reminded the other, head tilting back a bit.

“And I meant it!” Joel sounded offended, though he snickered after a second. “It'll help, you'll feel more like a person,” he murmured, and Grian felt him starting to work his fingers through his hair.

“You've been helping a lot already,” Grian admitted softly, relaxing easily into the touch. How long was his hair now? It couldn't be too much longer than he usually kept it.

“Glad to hear,” for once Joel didn't sound smug or full of himself, just genuinely glad. “How long have you been out of it?” The brush started working it's way through his hair.

“Dunno,” Grian mumbled, taking a deep breath. “Since… Since I last went off server,” he felt himself tense a little at the reminder, wings twitching.

“With Scar and Mumbo?” Joel kept his tone even, non-judgemental for once. “They mentioned your eye, was that what happened?”

A hand suddenly flew up to his eye, gently touching the skin near it. “P-part of it. Is it still there?” He'd been avoiding looking in the mirror since.

“Barely,” Joel assured him, and the motion of the brush through his hair started relaxing him again. “I only noticed because I knew to look for it. You said part, what else happened?”

He felt like his throat was closing up, eyes watering a little. “My- my wings,” he managed out, taking a deep breath. “Something happened.”

“Something,” Joel repeated, hands never stopping. “Are they alright? Nothing broken at least? They don't look broken.”

“N-nothing broken,” Grian confirmed, feeling them tremble, just a little. “Don't really wanna-”

“That's fine,” Joel murmured, and it was quiet for a moment. “With me? Or with anyone?”

He didn't know how to answer that, opening his mouth to begin speaking, only to close it when he couldn't think of anything. No, not Joel specifically, but he wasn't sure who, if he would anyone.

“I usually braid Lizzie's hair when I'm done,” Joel said nonchalantly, the brush regretfully leaving Grian's head, “but yours is pretty short. We could try a little ponytail if you want, I think it'd be fun.”

Grian shook his head, reaching for the mug of tea again. Knowing Joel, he'd gather up all the hair in front of his head, pull it all together right on his forehead… Though maybe not today specifically.

There was silence for a bit, comfortable, until Joel decided to speak again. “Would you tell Mumbo?”

Grian froze. Would he? He could. Mumbo knew the kind of stuff he went through when he was young, even if just vaguely. He was scared though, there was always the chance, no matter how small, that Mumbo would scold him when he found out just how deep that rabbit hole went.

“Careful, you'll shatter that,” Joel warned him, moving to take the mug from his white-knuckled hands, setting it down on the table again. Grian hadn't even noticed how tightly he'd been holding onto it. “Not Mumbo then, what about Scar?”

Scar. Scar didn't know any of it. At least, he knew less than Mumbo, he'd have less context clues to put it all together, he'd be reliant on the details Grian told him, and only those.

“... Maybe, I don't know,” he answered honestly, tracing the grain in the table with his finger.

“Maybe is better than no, or trying to shatter a cup of boiling tea all over yourself,” Joel was being dramatic, it wasn't even steaming anymore. “Why don't you take a nap? I'll get him over here in the meantime, I think he'll help, even if you don't tell him.”

Grian hadn't even realized how tired he was again, the thought of a nap sounding much more pleasing to him than it usually would. He didn't even think to argue, nodding as he carefully got up from the table, a yawn escaping him.

“Careful now,” Joel warned, helping him to bed. Grian would have taken offense at that were he not so exhausted, and the second he was laying down again he was out like a light.

[hyperfixation-symposium]

QSMP messy lore summary - Day 64

Well, I’ve been making these for a friend, and I’m basically going to be copy/pasting from there. Not comprehensive, just what I’ve seen, but hopefully helpful for those who need them. Also occasionally scattered with personal opinons

The day starts out pretty fine, Philza gets on to take care of his kids and learns about the flower dungeon Bad prepared for them. They fix the hole in the potato farm caused by the plane crash and Foolish comes over to bother them and tag along for the dungeon. Foolish is also getting a lot better at Spanish, probably thanks to Leo, so it's quite cute. 

Forever tells them all that he's going to flood the cleared desert today, but they end up having to wait a while for Cellbit. So in the meantime we just get a lot of silly interactions, including Forever telling Phil about the competition for his love that's happening between him and Missa soon akshekdhs It's also just cute to have so many eggs in the same place. Richarlyson, Chayanne, Tallulah, and Pomme all got to hang out. Finally, Cellbit joins the server. And this is where everything goes to shit. And needs a lot of context.

Everything I know/hear from the Brazilian side has been translated over in one way or another but it's as I understand it and as correct as I can make it. So Cellbit has been a big feature in the Brazilian community for years and years. He's been in a (quite shitty) movie, he's done commercials, all sorts of shit. Max and Forever wanted to play a prank on him by loudly playing one of these commercials he sang in outside his house. At first it's all goofs and gafs. It's funny, he's quite desperate to try to turn it off and find who did it. It seems like he's just embarrassed yaknow. Max insists he doesn't know who it is, Forever puts protected blocks around it so he can't turn it off, despite Cellbit's insistence. But then everything goes to shit

Quesadilla island is supposed to be after he's gotten therapy as all that. But digging up his past, lying to him, setting things over his head, ect seems to just break whatever line Cellbit was holding on by. Being like, "If they want to dig up my past they're going to get it", telling Richarlyson to stay away from him (this dude loves his kid so much it's so sad) and saying everything will change. He takes down the conspiracy board in his office, destroys the Order's logo across his secret base, and leaves, taking very little with him to start building a base away from the Favela. He also starts saying he wants to make a deal with Cucurucho, and well, that made it quite obvious to everyone that something was very wrong. There was a meeting planned with Cucurucho that night about the illegal parts Forever had yaknow?? When he finishes the basics of a new base (it's in a mountainside and he puts bars as the windows- he's not doing okay) Cucurucho appears and agrees to meet with him at the same time that the meeting with him and Forever is supposed to be. 

Also, funny side note! The admin who plays Chayanne also plays Cucurucho. It can be funny when occasionally the little egg misclicks and talks in tts wkhdkehd. But currently Chayanne admin is struggling to be in 2 places at once, so it makes sense why he would try and push any meetings to times when Philza would be off. 

 Anyways, Cellbit continues to go more insane and changes the password on Sofia so no one  else can access her. Then, finally, it's time to flood the desert! Not before Cellbit changes his skin of course. He had a version of his skin prepped with a Phoenix Wright outfit but instead put together a quick one of Godot ;; he's officially lost it. 

 This was supposed to be Forever's big day though, and he mostly just stays silent as the desert is finally flooded and everyone celebrates. Without the context of everything that's been happening with Cell, it's actually a sweet moment and Forever is just adorable. He really deserved this to be his and Richarlyson's big celebration;;;; But hey, it's almost 8pm Brazil time and no one can get Cellbit to tell them what's wrong, oh boy!

 Cellbit goes back out to his horrible little base in the mountain and Cucurucho appears, literally the first book he tossed Cellbit said "YOU LOOK DESPERATE :)" my fuckin heart man. They have a short conversation where Cellbit essentially says he no longer plans to leave the island and wants to help Cucurucho in any way he can. 

 Finally, it's time for the meeting with Forever about the illegal parts. Forever is surprised that Cellbit has a different outfit than the planned one, but they start negotiations as planned. But then Cellbit starts going off the rails. Blaming Forever for collecting the illegal item, claiming the ender chests take power away from the federation. He also says he wants to have 100% custody of Richarlyson. Cucurucho says they will discuss that and leaves them to talk for a short while (it has to be CHAYANNE still Cucurucho mod doing their best frfr) Tbh only Cellbit's part of this conversation was translated bc Forever forgot to change his language, but the essential thing was "I have a goal that you don't know about. I have information that you don't." To Forever. Forever is just confused and hurt to why Cellbit is turning against him for the federation :( 

 Cucurucho comes back and says that ender chests are now banned, and they will hold a hearing for Richarlyson's custody sometime soon. Both are allowed to leave. On a side note, Cellbit is an incredible actor and I cannot properly describe just how cold and straightforward he felt in this conversation. It was honestly chilling. Major props to this guy. When they return, Cellbit goes to talk to Max and Roier while Forever talks to BBH

Cellbit blackmails Max to being on his side for the custody trial by holding the password for Sofia over his head, but Guapoduo fans stay winning as he is much more gentle with Roier and says he's trying to get in the federation and wants to try and get back Bobby. He tells Roier he's making a new base and will send him the coordinates. 

 Finally, Cellbit goes to go to his new base with Richarlyson in toe, giving Richarlyson a book that he says not to show to anyone (he doesn't even show stream) While walking, the code monster attacks! However, it doesn't go for Richarlyson, it's name is C and it immediately goes to kill Cellbit. Richarlyson escapes unscratched and runs to Forever. Forever has been explaining the situation to BBH, who promises to stay by his side. Forever does not even want 100% custody of Richarlyson, he just doesn't want to be torn from his son :( he loves Richarlyson so much. 

They call all the egg back to their rooms, where they stay while Roier, BBH, and Max go to Cellbit's corpse. There, they find all the book conversations between Cell and Cucurucho. They read most, BBH keeps a few to himself and stores them all. Finally, Forever calls an Order Theodosia meeting, and everyone has to confront Cellbit's destroyed office :( Baghera and Roier officially join the order! They go over the days events and the information they have, and while it's upsetting, no one wants to believe Cellbit would do this to them. They all trust him so much, this has to be some sort of elaborate plan he couldn't tell them about, right? Roier wants to make the first priority saving Cellbit, while Forever's first priority is Richarlyson. It's honestly just heartbreaking how much this hurts him :( Finally, they all go their seperate ways for the day. But things don't quite end there.

Later, Quackity logs on to take care of Richarlyson. After hearing all the lore (tbh I have no idea how the conversation went I wasn't watching lmao) he decides that this dispute could hurt Richarlyson and despite everything, he really cares for that kid. He's honestly one of the few people who really treat the eggs like kids. So, they agree to leave notes for Cell and Forever and go out on an adventure until the deal is over. They honestly seem to have a lot of fun together, and Richarlyson says he really needed this.

 Last but not least, Bad is keeping an eye on them on the map as he goes solo to a dungeon that turns out to be a crappy villager post. While threatening the villagers for fun, he gets jumpscared by Cucurucho. Cucurucho and him talk about the ender chests, and Bad insists he needs the ender chest to make him happy (his ender chest holds all his gifts from the eggs, living and dead, so he's quite upset at losing it.) And Cucurucho says they will review it.

[carli-in-the-morning]

y’know, it’s weird. so, I was having a conversation with some friends, right? we were goofing and gaffing about how if my one fit friend did a push up every time he was disappointed in me, he’d be able to do 400 in one day easily. which led to me just being like “lmao, dude, I’m bad at everything” which on paper is like. it sounds so self deprecating, which is fair, but the more I think about it the more I realize it isn’t. because yeah, I am bad at 99% of things, but I’m just okay with that. which is like, right on, that’s hella rad, but it’s also kinda comforting? like, yeah, I’m content knowing I’m bad at things. would I ever want to do said things in front of my friends? hell no. but it’s a nice thought to know that I’m not bothered by my inability to do things. I can only get better at them, and if I get worse, I don’t care because I already knew I wasn’t good at it. And the things I am good at, I love being good at, so I’m going to keep being good at them.

[harrisfoster]

My Top Ten Games of 2018

Hi Friends! 2018 was a year that just got better and better. Except for the PAX Prime food poisoning. That was bad. Let’s review the year real quick:

January 1st - February 28th: I was working at a horrible game studio and was incredibly depressed. 

March 1st - December 31st: I started working at Finji, doing work that actually matters and I am very happy

Okay now that we’ve got that out of the way, let’s talk about video games! I’ve heard a lot of folks say that 2018 was an “eh” year for games and I just don’t agree with that. Due to the sheer number of great games I’ve played this year, I had a hard time picking out and organizing my top 10. Reviewing my notes, I played a total of 26 of this year’s releases. Here are my favorites.

10. Sea of Thieves

I’m very happy this game made it onto the list. All things considered, Sea of Thieves brought me great joy this year. My friend Devon put it best, describing the game as sitting around a campfire with friends as you chat and drink beer. Sure, every once in a while you’ve got to get serious and address a giant megalodon or another ship full of players, but for the most part you’re just mindless dinking around a gorgeous seascape with your mates, goofing and gaffing from island to island.

9. Mahvel’s Spiderman

Spiderman 2 on the Gamecube was one of my favorite games growing up, so when Insomniac finally made another good Spiderman game nearly FIFTEEN YEARS LATER, you know I’d be there for it. I’m not much for superhero stories, but the swinging around the city is the funnest traversal I’ve ever experienced in an open world game. But like, it’s 2018. Peter Parker is a big enough shithead to dab. There wasn’t one dab in the game. What gives.

8. God of War

BOY.

7. Return of the Obra Dinn

There’s a spoiler moment when I was streaming Return of the Obra Dinn that made me alt tab and put it on this list. That’s all I’m going to say. It’s a fantastic piratey Ghost Trick and you should spend $20 on it you penny-pinching buttlicker.

6. Tetris Effect

This might be the most beautiful game I’ve ever played. The final sequence of journey mode had me, slack-jawed on my couch, being both the most relaxed and focused I’ve ever been in my life. My neighbors probably hate how loud I cranked this game on my surround sound system, but fuck ‘em. Tetris Effect regularly caused me to stop thinking, which for a guy with anxiety, is kinda a big deal. I hope Enhance never stops making video games. I will buy every single one of them.

5. Hitman 2

One of the best just got better. There’s not much to be said about Hitman 2, only that it improves in pretty much every way possible on the original. The new locations are complex as they are beautiful, the new stealth mechanics and alert notifications make you feel like you’re pulling off badass maneuvers in a way that the original never did, and for once I cared a little bit about the story? The modern Hitmans (Hitmen?) are games that I greatly admire and want to see more and more of. Buy this game.

4. Jackbox Party Pack 5

This is one of the tightest Party Packs in years. The return of You Don’t Know Jack, the social manipulation of Split the Room, the 2nd time playing Mad Verse City where you’re all on your toes, and most importantly, Patently Stupid. I think Patently Stupid is up there with Quiplash and TeeK.O. as some of Jackbox’s finest work. No other game has my friends rolling on the ground laughing as I’m pitching them the concept of a PISTOL to SHOOT CLOWNS. Gah. So good. Also, you’ll notice I didn’t mention Zeeple Dome. That’s because I never got around to it. Sorry.

3. Beat Saber

This is one of like... 3 VR games that I think are cool. Would I ever recommend someone buy a VR headset? Hell no. Would I recommend someone play Beat Saber? Hell yeah. This thing is going to be my ticket to fitness next year. Oh, and they added 2018’s bop of the year, POP//STARS.

2. Super Smash Bros Ultimate

This is pretty shocking. I picked up Ultimate seemingly on a whim, and proceeded unlocking all the characters while on a trip to Vancouver. Sitting next to Gabe and Felix, we drank beers, swore at each other, and had a grand ol’ time. And this is all coming from someone who has never been a big Smash guy. The first one I bought was Brawl on the Wii, and it was mostly due to the fact that it was the easiest way to exploit the console at the time (sshh..). With my Smash come-up taking place on that version, I mained Snake - and when I found he wasn’t in the WiiU iteration of the game, coupled with the fact that my roommate unlocked all of the characters while I was on vacation, I fell back out of the series. Ultimate brought back Snake, made hits feel a lot harder, and fits in my backpack.

1. Dead Cells

Dead Cells is the most video-gamey-ass-video-game I played all year. Many games have attempted run-based, souls-like combat in RNG dungeons before, but Dead Cells is the first one to really nail it. I spent many hours on this game, and I only ever unlocked one of the many traversal upgrades, only about half of the weapons, and only ever made it to the final boss once, but damn did I have fun the entire time. There was seldom a death where I felt cheated, a feeling I believe to be common (and biggest detriment) of the roguelike genre. Every year I try to get my Souls fix. This year, it was Dead Cells.

Thanks for reading! I’ve got a few honorable mentions too, but that’s probably a separate article. Anyway, here’s to 2019!

[boricuagoblin]

1-65 man u already be knowin

oof hello long time no see :^) 

1: Do you have a crush at the moment?

ya my gf

2: Have you ever been deeply in love?

don’t think any time previously 

3: Longest relationship you've ever been in?

mm i think currently

4: Have you ever changed for someone?

kind of but not really

5: How is your relationship with your ex?

one of them is fine, the other not at all

6: Have you ever been cheated on?

i sure hope not

7: Have you ever cheated?

nope

8: Would you date someone who's well known for cheating?

not at all tbh

9: What's the most important part of a relationship?

smiles, the goofs and gafs , and idk!! just having someone u care about and who cares abt u i suppose

10: Do you like to be in serious relationships or just flings?

serious ones

11: When you are dating someone do you believe in going on "breaks"?

ehh idk, i mean if it’s absolutely necessary and I think things should be discussed before something like that. like Ross from friends is a big asshole thinking it was ok to be w someone else while on break

12: How many people have you ever hooked up with?

none??

13: What's one thing you regret saying/doing in a previous relationship?

saying ily and letting them into my goddamn house oof jeez

14: What age do you think is appropriate for kids to start having sex?

i mean...idk like nothing before 16 i guess?? and w someone yr age,, thats a tricky question idk. In an ideal world i think everyone should wait till of age but as long as their safe and consensual idc

15: Do you believe in the phrase "age is just a number"?

i don’t really go by that saying, but if both people are over 18 whatever ykno 

16: Do you believe in "love at first sight"?

eh no

17: Do you believe it's possible to fall in love on the internet?

sure

18: What do you consider a deal breaker?

uh idk?? i have a lot i guess

19: How do you know it's time to end a relationship?

hell if i fucking know. i guess when someone isn’t happy anymore in the relationship...idk thats a sad question

20: Are you currently in a relationship?

I am!! :)

21: Do you think people who have dated can stay friends?

yeah

22: Do you think people should date their friends?

i mean...building a friendship before dating is kind of necessary i think? maybe not for some people, but personally

23: How many relationships have you had?

3 including rn!!

24: Do you think love can last forever?

One can only hope

25: Do you believe love can conquer all things?

Again, one can only hope

26: Would you break up with someone your parents didn't approve of?

no/?????

27: If you could go back in time and give yourself one piece of advice about dating what would it be?

FREAKING TALK!!!!! COMMUNICATE U BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NO ONE CAN READ YR MIND!!!!!!! and tbh thats pretty much it...im still bad at it tho

28: Do you think long distance relationships can work?

sure, probably not for me

29: What do you notice first about another person?

weirdly their nose? and eyes? then hair also What they’re wearing 

30: Are you straight, bi, gay or pansexual?

MMGAY!!!! 

31: Would it bother you if your partner suffered from any mental illness?

bITCH WE BOTH SUFFERING LMFAO

32: Have you ever been in an abusive relationship?

no

33: Do you want to get married one day?

idk! I try not to look too far ahead in the future lmfao

34: What do you think about getting your partner's name tattooed?

i mean..you do you boo but I would never do that I dont think

35: Could you be in a relationship without sex?

i mean yeah why not 

36: Are you still a virgin?

oui

37: What's more important: Looks or personality?

personality tf. someone’s personality also effects how i see people, so if u have an ugly attitude, u Ugly

38: Do you enjoy love films?

they’re all usually the same but Yeah they’re nice, especially lgbt ones oof

39: Have you ever given anyone/received roses?

HELL YEAH!!! i need to get flowers for her instead one day

40: Have you ever had a valentine?

ye

41: What's your imagination of a "perfect date"?

idk probably just chilling im so low maintenance ....like maybe going downtown or smth?? to a garden idk!!! but it has to end w just chillin & watching a movie or smth

42: Have you ever read "Romeo & Juliet"?

NOPE

43: What's more important: Your partner or your friends?

that’s a silly question

44: Would you consider yourself "romantic"?

I mean i gues?? idk i love romantic shit

45: Could you imagine to date one of your current friends?

I am tho

46: Have you ever been "friendzoned"?

LOL i think so yeah,,,

47: Which "famous couple" is your favorite?

me and samira wiley

48: What's your favorite love song?

so many shiut up......

49: Have you ever broken someone's heart?

i hope not..

50: If you're single, why do you think you are?

am not BICH

51: Would you rather date someone who's rich but a douchebag or someone who's poor but a nice guy?

rich but a douchebag, and I have my Gay lover on the side and I buy her really expensive shit with my Ugly Stupid rich husband’s money

52: Are you good at giving other people advices regarding dating/ relationships?

ehh yeah? i guess i dont know

53: Are you jealous of couples when you're single?

i remember i was yeah a little bit

54: How important is it to make a relationship official (p.e. on facebook)?

oh my gsdhajdf i never did that tbh?? not with face book but i think making a relationship official, like putting the label on it is important so that yr both on the same page! unless yall dont wanna label shit then do w/e!!

55: Would you consider yourself "clingy", "overly attached" or "jealous"?

I can be, yeah

56: Have you ever "destroyed" a relationship?

yes and no? they destroyed our romantic relationship and then i destroyed our friendship that she was trying so hard to keep YEET

57: Do you think it's silly to consider suicide because of a broken heart?

i don’t think any reason to consider suicide is silly what the fuck. No

58: Are you the "dominant" or the "submissive" part in a relationship?

dominant As fuck B 

59: Have you ever forgotten important dates like your partner's birthday or your anniversary?

NOPE

60: What's your opinion on open relationships?

they’re cool, and I’m happy for people who are able to do smth like that! I personally could never do anything like that im super monogamous 

61: Who's more important: Your partner or your family?

..uyieks

62: How do you define "cheating"?

like...i think seriously flirting w someone or talking to someone else & developing a romantic relationship w them before ending it w the person yr currently w??? and anything more than that i guess ...yikes 

63: Is watching porn while being in a relationship inappropriate?

i mean idfk?? is it?? i dont think so  ???? idfk

64: Do you think Valentine's Day is overrated?

yeah but its still cute...but fuck capitalism

65: Would you consider yourself a "cuddler"?

FUCK YEAH BOI!!!!!!!!

happy early valentines day :^)

[star-seeds]

Thirty questions

I was tagged by no one but I'm self indulgent so im doing it anyways

Rules: Answer 30 questions and tag 20 people.

Nickname(s): Mirand. Thats pretty much it. Not a lot you can do to my name.

Gender: goyl

Sign: taurus

Height: 5'6.5 but lets call it 5'7

Time: 4 30 pm

Birthday: May 6

Favorite Bands: idk honesty probs MCR, The Fratellis, The Front Bottoms, Nightmare of You

Favorite Solo Artists: Uhm...Michael Jackson, Justin Timberlake, Usher, Fiona Apple

Song stuck in my head: there was nothing but I wrote Fiona Apple's name and now Criminal is

Last movie I watched: the goosebumps movie with jack black because I'm an 8 year old

Last show I watched: Dateline

When did I create this blog: guys its literally so old i think I made it in like December 2009

What do I post: I guess if you had to define it it would be an absurdist/occult/surrealist/spiritual aesthetics blog kind of...?

What did I last google: "face numb day after drinking". Got no good explanation either. Probably dying.

Other blogs: @lamegifsandstuff started out as like a fangirl location mostly for like x files and any other show I was watching. It has turned in to a (mostly) wholesome location featuring various shit posts, goofs and gafs, memes, and many many videos of animals being perfect

@mayormagpie Animal Crossing New Leaf and Pocket Camp blog

@big-girls-with-eds - self explanatory. Recovery and encouragement for fat people who struggle with EDs and feel alone.

Do I get asks: pretty rarely

Why did I choose this URL: i think im a star-seed. Also think maybe i just have delusions of grandeur but I really connect with the descriptions of star seeds.

Following: idk a lot

Followers: 350ish?

Average hours of sleep: like 12 I'm a monster

Lucky number: how does one pick their lucky number? I don't have one.

Instrument: i can play the trombone and im an alto.

What am I wearing: xfile tee and undies

Dream job: nothing I just want money and to travel the world.

Favourite food: probably pizza and/or mac and cheese and/or pancakes

Last book I read: The Occult Book: A Chronological Journey from Alchemy to Wicca by John Michael Greer

3 favourite fandoms: X-Files, Criminal Minds, and uhhhhhhhhh Food Network if that counts

tag 20: everyone

[daysandnightswithoutyouinmyhead]

A Surprise

After High School I was put in upmost self despair.  My best friend left and College was hard. I took too many and stress overcame me. I was left out in the dark that was surrounding me. For years I hop back and forth not knowing what to do after failing. I was like a hermit. Three years ago an old friend appear and that ended badly. So I fell more into the hole of despair and suicide. I looked around and no one would accept me, because I was different and my supports were psychological abusive. So there I was a mutant with no hope in life. Then came my familiars whom brought a light into me by taking me for a month. My life was brought up and I had a new sense. I had cured the shadow that linger on me. Then I met her and I was too afraid of the consequences only to later be crushed emotional due to my thoughts being true. And it was too much for me. I could not bear it; so I did evil in my own eyes, but it was to better myself. I had goofs and gafs with the others that came after. I have emotional fallen and physically fallen to the point of breaking bones; now your anger and my plans of meeting you in college have been postponed. Not knowing who you are or where yo are; but I have picked myself up and decided to wait for a surprise; just like you were.